Jeez, here we are 2 1/2 months after the last post: were there no "Rides of 2024" in the meantime?
A wee update, then: Ron & I finished our tour of W Qué a month ago, and I've not done a lot of cycling since then, beyond errands on my city bike. We have had a serious heatwave, with humidex values in the low 40s, and I don't do outdoor exercise in such conditions -- imagine, I dunno, Dar-es-Salaam in January without the onshore winds. Beyond that, there's been far too much busy-ness going on, mainly in the form of maintenance -- roofing repairs (unplanned and a headache, but welcome), the usual electronic/digital niggles, and sundry bodily tuneups (essential, but happily, also manageable).
And: some post-tour tweaks to Freddie. The whys and wherefores are due to appear in the last posts & photos of our tour, but briefly: in the last ten days, I've swapped out Freddie's 650B x 1.6" Marathon Supremes (now well into their third season,
with no problems at all), plus their related Velo Orange fluted alloy fenders, for a pair of Panaracer 650B x 48 Gravelking slicks and matching pair of Velo Orange smooth silver alloy 58mm fenders.
I made a gentle preliminary riverside ride on Sunday: just an hour or so, but enough for a sudden short-but-heavy shower, which Freddie's enormous new fenders barely noticed.
Today, I rode across the river and "up the Gatineau" a ways -- my usual there-and-back to Pink Lake lookout. Last Friday, we had about 22 hours of on-and-off rain, but in West Qué and especially in Montréal, the precip was altogether different. Montréal set a one-day rainfall record with about 175mm. All that water overwhelmed the city's storm sewers, and more than 500,000 people were left without electricity. Closer to home, small villages just north of Ottawa declared states of emergency, and -- this was more an inconvenience than anything, it must be said -- the parkways in Gatineau Park were closed to all traffic. That was mainly to allow maintenance crews to assess and repair any damage.
In the event, this afternoon I rode only as far as my shorty "aller-retour", and covered the 33 kms in rather less than two hours.
Three photos below show the highlights: #1 is Freddie leaning against the wooden railings of the lookout at Pink Lake, showing off his fancy new oversized shoes and shiny fenders. #2 is mid-August/late summer foliage -- everything green, with a fine blue mid-afternoon sky. Unfortunately, the lake is rather too green as well
(I first went swimming in Pink Lake almost exactly 60 years ago, and it wasn't green at all -- dark, 'cos deep, but no algae. That's a more recent development, if "development" is the word I want -- a product of various chemical runoffs into the lake.) #3 is a more cheerful roadside patch of goldenrod. This is considered a "weed", the name reserved for unwanted plants. In this setting, sez this passing cyclist, I think it enhances the roadside verge. Further back in the day, growing up on a farm 300 kms southwest of here, I understood why many people considered it a weed: it ripened about the same time as the season's crop of wheat, and a farmer
does not want its seeds mixed in with his or her kernels of wheat. Context is content, as always.
In the event, Freddie & his new tires handled the tarmac very well, and my lingering fitness from our July tour let me climb the hills at a BSE pace.
Longer rides to come n the weeks ahead, including a ride up the the "summit", Champlain Lookout, now that the roads are open again.